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“I carry your heart with me (I carry it in

my heart) I am never without it

anywhere I go, you go, my dear.” -E.E. Cummings

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And up swells Celine Dion wafting in the background, as I can’t help but picture Jack slipping away into the watery depths below while Rose lives to carry on in the near iconic film Titanic. The scene to follow provides a panning shot of many a photo in which she’s shown to have seized all that life has had to offer in keeping her promise to Jack to survive and never let go. Indeed, thrive! Sure to have carried him all the while.

What an honor to love and be loved in such a way as to find that one has very nearly stuck to you, become a part of you to such an extent as to go where you go, almost see what you see. One heart enveloped in another. A deserved le sigh …

Ice Cream


As a little kid, I was darn obsessed with women’s chests!

Their cleavage, rather.

The instigator, you may ask?

Oh, my!

Oh, and can’t forget … take a gander below.

Yep, that did it.

Couldn’t wait for my very own, was in an absolute dither, but it all came soon enough …


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